Short Oversee Poems
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Sleepless and cursing the powers that be,
Tossing and turning in wee hours, me.
But what's the use in trying to fight it?
One might as well be trying to write it.
Mayhap morning Muses will oversee.
A few months have passed
My Mom left this plane in shock
But fulfillment counts
Nurturing her seeds
Oversee them as they grow
Immeasurable smiles
How lucky as she
A spark chose her to be with
Now shines with great joy .
Loveless women were never more
than one who would control
When leaving there to crush a heart
for all of us to troll
When only she can say they're thiers
for all of us to know
That oversee there lives alone
would take us home to hate besow
FINE BLACK FREINDS ON THE WING SWOOPING INTO MY BACKYARD ONE STAYS IN THE TREE FOR SURE TO OVERSEE OR HECKLE HIS FREINDS FROM AFAR SWIFTLY I PART MY WHITE CURTAINS SO AS TO GET A BETTER VIEW STARTLED THEY FLY SO SHARPLY AND SO HIGH AS THEY CIRCLE BACK TO VISIT ME ANEW
Form:
hollowed out form reverberates
with pulsations of the cosmic hum
everywhere all at once resound echoes
sound of one hand clapping of the bliss drum
glistening forehead and toroidal heart oversee
playful machinations of divine magnetism
as a receptor we delight in the play
igniting fully mind-body prism
This morning I awoke to the emptiness of the
bedroom, aside from the Amber lit windows
captivating my still dreaming eyes.
I leaned to oversee the rolling mountainess
hills, the sun slowly rising to greet the
day. through the windows the light
shattered the emptiness and I was overcome
with warmth and arose to the amber lit
sky...
faith is knowing we are being uplifted daily
angels, archangels, spirit guides, ancestors care
they visit us in our sleep, guiding us softly
our soul knows they are there
hope comes to us as we slumber,
brought to us by our parade of cheerleaders
spirits who have been assigned to oversee us
until we return home; we sense them always
Mis-leaders
The deciders of fate
In whom many have faith
Cocooned in the Ivory tower
Wielding unlimited power
They schooled oversea
But here looting is what they oversee
Their horizon is broad
So they take our wealth abroad
They deserve our applause
And they deserve some awards
For they are un-powering the people
And dis-uniting the nation
a pleiades poem
Our blessed Father, in whom we find our true worth.
Order the thinking of our leaders here on earth.
Occupy our nation in these upside-down days.
One and Only Redeemer, Your standard we raise
Off’ring up repentance for grace we can’t merit,
Obeying the calm, rousing voice of Your Spirit.
Oversee our great land, bring your crucial rebirth.
WOMEN OF AUTHORITY
Women of the world may
lead,teach and oversee.
Deborah a leader upon God’s
call and Miriam & Esther ,
females to name but three.
In later times these four
as well,Anna,Phoebe,Priscilla
& Junia and many more;
freed by Jesus’ law.In Him
we see neither Greek nor Gentile
male or female or the unfree.
Inspired by Gal 2:28 and Gen 2:18
DEBORAH &CO
Women of the world may
lead,teach and oversee.
Deborah a leader upon God’s
call with Miriam & Esther ,
females to name the famou three.
In later times these four
Anna,Phoebe,Priscilla
& Junia and many more
all freed by Jesus’
from patriarchal law.
In Him we see neither Greek
Gentile male female or the unfree.
Inspired by Gal 2:28 and Gen 2:18
Take me out tonight
I’ve survived all the junk that I can oversee
These pursuits are haunting me every dark
The sun seems to simmer my chance
Blood is clotting every bit I cry
Carry me to the places where others gave you happiness
I need to smile with awakening fantasies
Be a eunoia to my darkness
I have to recompense to my past
Please take me to satisfaction land.
They've tuned into your frequency
And watch you from your TV
Invading your privacy
As your thoughts they oversee
They hack into our cell phones
Stealing all our pics
Everything we own
They find by just a click
Big Brother's always watching you
Through a secret door
They have us under full review
It's nineteen eighty four!
.-.
3/8/17
The time that I spent dazed,
Now trapped in this downward maze,
I never looked for escape anywhere.
Every single step,
I didn't care for help.
I never looked for escape anywhere.
All the destruction follows me
So God watched Satan oversee
As lost souls on my Journey whispered
"Don't stop believing." - I did
I raise my head high
Hoping for clearer sky
But night is stable.
Why ask me
what I hope to be?
Why rate my worth
before you’ve seen me work?
Is my CV not enough?
A story told so clear and tough.
I earned my degree
and dream to lead and to oversee.
I’ve been a clerk
and I left my mark.
Each line on that page
holds my skills and my stage.
So why the doubt?
Why push me out?
I have what it takes, can’t you see?
I’m ready to be the manager I’m meant to be.
“IF I’VE GOTTA GO”
I’ve seen what lies ahead
What mom’s doctor did choose
A nursing home nightmare
Her mind and body bruise.
She was happy at first
Her dearest friend was there
Each did their very best
Oversee each one’s care.
Won’t be that way for me
From the start be worse
“If gotta go” somewhere
God pray, it’s in a hearse!
BARBARA BARRY-NISHANIAN
JAN.8, 2018. COPYRIGHT
Should I cry because life is so hard for me.
Or should I carry a smile and just oversee.
All my life I did not know it would be
An existence of pain for me to release.
Know I am here and you are there
Away from each other for the past year.
Wanting to be a family with wealth and joy.
Raising together a lil' girl and a lil' boy.
I have opened my eyes to see in front of my face.
A life of failure and disgrace.
Ran from the thunders
fell into pot hole of wonders
muddy waters tainted my flesh
praying the rain come harder
wiping my eyes for better days
wind flew my woes away
snow froze my tears
climb the mountain to mercy
made it to the top victory
heart beats praises of glory
lift up my praise to Abraham
halo oversee my breakthrough
God blow fresh wind of triumph
feel refresh of Gods touch
spirit rejoice sunshine between the
rainbow
WOMEN OF AUTHORITY
Women of the world may
lead,teach and oversee.
Deborah a leader upon God’s
call and Miriam & Esther ,
females to name but three.
In later times these four
as well,Anna,Phoebe,Priscilla
& Junia and many more;
freed by Jesus’ law.In Him
we see neither Grrek nor Gentile
male or female or the unfree.
Inspired by Gal 2:28 and Gen 2:18
Listen to me recite this and my anthology of poetry on youtube under name ichthyschiro
Time for bed
as you sleep, sleep, and sleep
good dreams, no bad dreams
nor a scary sound, nor weep
head on the pillow
all tucked in
bedtime once again
may you have a Blessed dream?
for God is here
and angels are near
angels oversee you, no fear
in the morning when you arise
with opened eyes
another day, upon the way
time for breakfast
relaxed and refreshed
another hour, another day
a bedtime good dream.
virtue is nothing claimed
nothing but acceptance
weary roads of unstable
to reach out to my mother
inherited sadness, taken-on imbalance
derangement of two, nobody understood.
the so-called wise woman said "ignore,
ignore the signals"
how could i be so ruthless
and oversee the madness
tying us through this long hall of the past
no one takes a step
neither could walk away
to break the curse and be brave
inherited cowardice, taken-on petulance.
The feelings aren’t healing,
Discontent continues wheeling,
The outer skin of my patience desires to find its true meaning,
My heart is causing friction,
The inabilities need fixing before time runs out,
The pressures of being the one,
The man,
The one man that can oversee the potential growth
and harvest it seeds,
The one who initiates and provides stability
has an underwhelming handicap.
Can I save myself?
Is the rot going to end up simply killing me?
Nightfall
The Moon rises
Juxtaposed in the sky
Calmly pausing to oversee
Lights of urban cities, that never sleep
Arousing meadow, wood and stream
A heavenly body
Clustered in stars
Nightfall
A farmer stocked in his farm
scorpions to serve him as guards
snakes to give him critical news
black ants to patrol the farmland
Moles he brought as cultivators
locusts to harvest the ripe crops
trusted rats to store the harvests
butterflies to oversee activities
Every creature was industrious
but an enemy appeared suddenly
hurricane came from the high seas
scorpions and all were swept away
Farmer trusted powers he planted
but everything got swept with him
I live in a forest
full of delightful creatures
I never know who is hiding in the tree line
we are surrounded by life
the middle meadow features tiny daisies
wild strawberries, clover and dandelions
a few stalks of Queen Anne’s lace oversee them
red mushrooms are small enough to delight the fey
verdent fern and moss grow around my oaks and walnuts
crepe myrtle thinks about blooming in lavender hues
in the evening we have tiny kamikaze lightning bugs
I live in a forest